Her eyes and ways of moving suggested some kind of relation to a cat in addition to humanity. Somehow, the kind of mysterious playfulness and yet prim...cleanliness came over into her personality. She was the only one whose company I enjoyed. Finally we had the prince and her maid. The maid had no personality, or if she did she wasn’t allowed to show it. I suppose that made sense. The princess was everything you would expect in a spoiled brat raised in a palace all her life. She drove me nuts.. I took his comment to mean he'd had an incestuous experience of some kind in his past, but I didn't push him to elaborate. The subject hasn't come up again since." Do you think he and Nora... ?" No. If I were to guess, I'd say the experience took place between Joe and his mother, not his daughter."David thought back over his many visits with Nora when her father was with her. They were very open with each other, and Nora was casual about her state of dress around him, but... no, if they were. Then she very gently slid a piece of rubber around my head and down to the base. It wasn't until I head a quiet click that I realized I was now wearing a cock ring. "As you were," she grinned, turning back on all fours in all her glory. The vibrations felt amazing on my balls. They must have felt better on her clit. With each thrust I would stay in a bit longer, pressing myself against her so we could both enjoy the sensation. Taking her hair again, I pulled her back to me, licking and kissing. She was detailed and repeated her concern about getting the right wood. Just pieces of oak weren't enough. For such a work of art — when she called it that, I knew no one else was going to touch it — she said they had to match the grain, and even the part of the tree the wood would have come from. She promised she would find it and even had an idea of the right stain to color match the pieces she would be replacing. She described her experience restoring some antiques so well that I made sure.